Goodbye, Ex-husband! I'm Pregnant with Your Uncle's Child!

Noah Quarter had Alexander Strong take Julia Land back to Jade Gardens.

Julia sat in the car, looking through the window at the two people embracing outside the coffee shop.

He seemed to be comforting Arabella Shaw.

The corners of Julia's mouth lifted slightly, carrying a trace of bitterness and relief.

The moment she had Eliza Quarter ask Arabella out on her behalf last night.

She had guessed that Eliza would surely tell Noah Quarter about their meeting at South Card Cafe.

And indeed, as expected.

Everything was within her plan.

Alexander drove and when he came to a red light and stopped, he looked back at Julia, "Secretary Land, you're so smart. Why bother angering the BOSS?"

They had worked together for five years.

Alexander had witnessed how attentively Julia took care of Noah.

To take good care of Noah's stomach, after work every evening, she would go to study the culinary arts.

She had developed skills that could rival a three-Michelin-star chef.

She tended to all of Noah's needs with meticulous care.

Julia tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, her elbow propped against the window, her eyes bright.

She had never felt so clear-headed.

Why cling to the love of a man who didn't love her?

She tilted her head and blinked her pretty eyes playfully, "Secretary Strong, I am being clever here."

Alexander, "…Do you still have the mood to joke at this time?"

Noah was clearly very angry.

Julia smiled silently.

Her mood was good.

The two of them stopped talking.

There were bodyguards outside the villa at Jade Gardens, and Julia couldn't run away even if she wanted to.

After Alexander dropped her off at Jade Gardens, he left.

Without Noah's orders, Julia was not allowed to leave the villa.

In the middle of the night, the living room still played some boring TV show.

Julia had already fallen asleep on the sofa.

Noah looked down from above at the peacefully sleeping woman.

When she slept, she had an air of peacefulness, unlike the bright, aloof Secretary Land of the daytime.

He frowned slightly and bent over.

Julia was woken up by someone pinching her chin.

The grip was strong, and it hurt.

Julia's groggy brain instantly became alert.

She opened her eyes to see the indifferent him.

He still had the faint scent of the same perfume as Arabella Shaw.

Julia frowned.

She felt a bit nauseated.

The house lights were off, only a small desk lamp and the television's dim light cast shadows across the room.

Noah's handsome half face was hidden in the darkness, and he spoke with a cold voice, "Julia Land, who gave you the audacity to spout nonsense in front of Arabella?"

Julia lay on the sofa, her eyelids drooping, silent—as anything she said now would be wrong.

"Have you become mute? Speak!"

He ruthlessly pinched her chin.

Her delicate and fragile neck was forced into an arc.

Julia, forced to tilt her slender neck back, looked at him and his indifferent expression.

Her chin was in pain, tears of reflex brimming in her eyes, yet her voice remained calm, "I just told her the truth, that we are indeed married, having registered our relationship. Did I say something wrong?"

His fingers clenched tight on her chin, the words that came out were cold and venomous, "Julia Land, it's just a marriage certificate. Have you forgotten about the marriage agreement? Back then, you also signed the agreement out of greed for money, shamelessly."

Julia Land knew her face must look terrible right now.

She blinked her eyes.

Despicable, so he thought she was despicable.

Julia Land bit her lip, chuckling softly, "It's not that I'm despicable, it's just that we both got what we needed."

Noah Quarter spoke with disgust, "Secretary Land sure is articulate, using the dowry to support a childhood love. It seems that's something only you would do."

"What childhood love?" Julia Land asked with a surprised frown.

He sneered.

His well-defined hand slid from her chin down to her slender, fragile neck.

Julia Land's body shivered.

Noah Quarter lowered his voice, "Your body isn't half bad, which is no wonder Wesley Turner wants to poach you with a high salary."

He lifted her clothes.

Julia Land, startled, pressed down on his hand.

Julia Land's eyes were red with anger as she glared at him.

The man's eyes were cold and indifferent.

While her face was ugly, her tone was chilly and mocking, "So, your love for Arabella Shaw is only this much, huh?"

Noah Quarter smiled ambiguously, withdrawing his hand, "You think too highly of yourself. I'm not interested in your body. If I hadn't been feverish and drunk that night, I wouldn't have slept with you."

Noah Quarter squinted his eyes with a mixture of disgust and confusion.

That night two months ago, the first time they had been together, he actually had no recollection of it, yet he had been with Julia Land.

Maybe he was delirious with fever, and she took the opportunity to climb into his bed.

The man's voice was clear and cold as if he loathed the memory of that night.

Julia Land took a stifling deep breath.

She got up, reached for his neck, and whispered near his ear with a light chuckle, "But you seemed very interested in me that night, one time after another."

Her other pale finger brazenly rubbed against his belt.

Noah Quarter's face darkened suddenly, his eyes deep with loathing. He pulled off the hand around his neck and stood up.

"Julia Land, stop doing unnecessary things. If Grandma Quarter didn't like you, just based on what you did today, I wouldn't hesitate to give you to Wesley Turner."

Upon hearing these words, Julia Land truly realized she was a complete loser at that moment.

He could speak so easily of giving her away.

It also proved that over these years, he had not a single feeling for her.

"Remember to visit Grandma at the hospital tomorrow. Don't say what you shouldn't in front of her."

Noah Quarter coldly adjusted his clothes, his eyes chilly, and he hastened his steps to leave.

**

In the hospital.

Grandma Quarter saw her beloved grandson and granddaughter-in-law walk in hand in hand, and her whole face beamed with joy, "Julia, come sit next to Grandma."

She looked at Noah Quarter, her eyes filled with kindness, "Noah, Grandma had a dream about a great-grandchild last night, a tiny one, very cute."

Noah Quarter showed a faint smile, rare in his humor, "Grandma, we promise we'll work hard."

Grandma Quarter's cancer had already spread.

So she only had a year or two left to live.

Noah Quarter wouldn't let the old lady be unhappy over such matters.

Just humoring her.

"You two have been married for two years, how come there's still no news?"

On the brink of death, the old lady inexplicably held a strong desire for a great-grandchild.

Julia Land didn't speak, only pretending to be shy and lowering her head.

"Julia, don't be nervous, Grandma is just talking. The child's destiny with us hasn't arrived yet, you both are still young," Grandma Quarter rambled a bit, then turned to comfort Julia Land.

"Yes, Grandma, I know."

Julia Land suddenly felt sick in her stomach, her face changed abruptly, and she ran to the toilet to vomit.

Grandma Quarter, hearing the sound of vomiting from the toilet, excitedly grasped Noah Quarter's hand, "Could it be that Julia is... pregnant?"

Noah Quarter's eyes darkened, and he chuckled lightly, "Grandma, she's just got an upset stomach."